On Wood Stoves and the Writing Life
Week 17: Overnight Burns
My mother has a wood-burning stove in her home. It’s from Vermont Castings, and my stepfather installed it and ran the stove’s pipe up the chimney himself (later checked and approved by the fire department, of course.) In the winter, when they have it going, the glass on the front of the stove glows orange and the heat from the stove make…
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